This is a song about "Ove and death"

Bathing and enriching hopes and sensation of death,

Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

We live in a world full death and deception

I'm a messiah and my death is the hypothesis

A lot of women from conversation could fall in love

I hope she's blessed and her mom copes with the death

When i die tell them to turn my coffin to stretch benz

And thought of death creeping in my mind was so horrible.

But don't expect a ring if you committed to the hustle

And i'm a hit'cha wit the blow of death

I can taste the salt from my tears